EBE Chapter 142 Meng Meng, Hold Me Tight
Chapter 142 Meng Meng, Hold Me Tight
Fan Mengmeng pointed at the flashing runes and explained hurriedly: "The Big Dipper, the handle points to... corresponds to... the twenty-eight constellations!" With every word she spoke, the vibration of the barrier intensified, and the air around her seemed to solidify, making it hard to breathe.
Although Teng Junze knew nothing about astrological charts, he keenly captured the key information in Fan Mengmeng's words.
"Twenty-eight constellations...in what order?" he asked in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on Fan Mengmeng.
"Yes! In order!" Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
She quickly pieced together the fragments of astrological knowledge that remained in her mind. Her fingers darted through the air, pointing out the order of the twenty-eight constellations one by one: "The seven eastern Azure Dragons: Jiao, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Wei, Ji... The seven northern Black Tortoises..."
As Fan Mengmeng spoke, the runes on the barrier flashed more violently, and the light became brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the entire space.
The ground trembled more and more frequently, as if something huge was about to break out of the ground.
Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly, and sweat oozed from his palms.
He felt a powerful energy gathering, as if it would explode at any time.
Fan Mengmeng's voice trembled slightly due to nervousness, but she still persisted and narrated the order of the twenty-eight constellations in full.
When the last word fell, the surrounding barriers suddenly stopped vibrating and the light of the runes gradually dimmed.
Just when the two thought the crisis was over, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground, and a powerful suction force pulled them downwards.
Teng Junze was quick to act and put his arms around Fan Mengmeng's waist, holding her tightly in his arms.
"Hold on to me!" He growled, but his body fell down involuntarily.
Darkness swallowed them up, and only the whistling wind could be heard in their ears.
At this moment, Fan Mengmeng suddenly felt Teng Junze's body stiffen, and then heard his low voice ringing in her ears: "Wait..."
In the darkness, the feeling of weightlessness from falling made Fan Mengmeng's heart almost jump out of her chest.
At this critical moment, an idea flashed in her mind, and the murals she had seen in the ancient ruins before, those seemingly disorganized patterns, now appeared before her eyes like a kaleidoscope.
"Wait! I remember now!" Fan Mengmeng clutched Teng Junze's arm tightly, her tone excited, "Murals! Murals in ancient ruins! The order of the twenty-eight constellations isn't a simple arrangement, but corresponds to the orbits of the stars on the mural!"
A gleam of light flashed in Teng Junze's eyes, and he immediately understood what Fan Mengmeng meant.
The star map on the mural is not static, but rotates and changes according to a certain pattern.
If we combine the order of the twenty-eight constellations with the movement trajectory of the star map, perhaps we can find the real answer.
The speed of falling was getting faster and faster, and the howling wind almost drowned out Fan Mengmeng's voice.
She suppressed her fear and described the trajectory of the star map on the mural in detail to Teng Junze.
Teng Junze's brain worked rapidly, connecting Fan Mengmeng's description with the runes in front of him.
He held Fan Mengmeng with one hand and quickly moved the other hand in the air, rearranging the order of the runes according to the trajectory Fan Mengmeng described.
As he moved, the darkness around him began to dissipate, and a trace of golden light emanated from the runes, gradually illuminating the surrounding space.
Just when they were about to hit bottom, Teng Junze completed the final arrangement.
The runes emitted a dazzling light, enveloping them.
The falling trend came to an abrupt halt, and they were suspended in mid-air.
However, at this moment, something changed suddenly.
A powerful force surged from all directions, as if to tear them apart.
The light of the rune began to flicker, as if it would go out at any moment.
Teng Junze groaned and his face turned pale.
He felt a strong resistance preventing him from continuing to control the rune.
"What's going on..." He gritted his teeth and persisted, but felt powerless.
Fan Mengmeng sensed something was wrong with Teng Junze. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry.
"Teng Junze..." Before she could finish her words, she saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Teng Junze's mouth.
He looked at Fan Mengmeng, his eyes full of determination.
"Mengmeng..."
Fan Mengmeng injected her power into Teng Junze without hesitation.
A warm current surged into Teng Junze's body, and the strength that was about to be exhausted was instantly replenished, just like a dry riverbed being filled with rushing river water.
He groaned, his face regained its color, and his eyes flashed with determination.
The mysterious force that was hindering him was easily torn apart like thin paper, and the runes emitted an even brighter light in his hands, stable and powerful.
A confident arc appeared on Teng Junze's lips. He felt stronger than ever before, as if he could control everything.
With the last rune in place, the mystery is finally solved!
The energy barrier disappeared instantly, and an ancient and gorgeous treasure chest appeared in front of them and slowly opened.
A powerful energy surged out of the treasure chest, pouring down like a golden waterfall, enveloping Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng.
This energy was warm and comfortable, seeping into every pore and every inch of their skin, cleansing their bodies and enhancing their abilities.
Teng Junze felt that his strength was growing rapidly. His already powerful strength broke through again and reached a whole new level.
Fan Mengmeng also felt an unprecedented power surging in her body. Her special abilities were greatly enhanced, and she even vaguely felt that a new power was awakening.
The light faded, and Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng slowly opened their eyes.
They found themselves suspended in mid-air, and everything around them became extremely clear.
The originally dim space became bright, like daylight.
The ground beneath your feet looks brand new, with green grass and blooming flowers, as if you are in a fairyland.
They looked at each other and saw shock and joy in each other's eyes.
"We... succeeded?" Fan Mengmeng murmured to herself, with a hint of disbelief in her tone.
Teng Junze stretched out his hand, feeling the surging power in his body, and a domineering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Of course." He looked down at Fan Mengmeng, his eyes full of tenderness, "I said I would protect you." He stretched out his hand, wanting to hug her, but suddenly stopped.
His gaze fell behind Fan Mengmeng, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Wait..." There was a hint of warning in his low voice.
Fan Mengmeng's heart tightened, and she followed his gaze...
Teng Junze hugged Fan Mengmeng in his arms, his heart beating like a drum, not only because he survived the disaster, but also because the woman in his arms had fought side by side with him time and time again, and her wisdom and courage had amazed him time and time again.
He looked down at Fan Mengmeng, his eyes filled with undisguised pride and love, as if the whole world only contained the two of them.
"We did it, Mengmeng." His voice was low and magnetic, with a barely perceptible tremor.
Fan Mengmeng buried her head in Teng Junze's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling the warmth coming from him, and a sense of security arose spontaneously.
She hugged his waist tightly, a happy smile on her face.
"Well, we did it."
The two hugged each other tightly, immersed in this hard-earned joy.
The surrounding scenery is like a dream, with birds singing and flowers blooming, just like a fairyland.
After going through so many hardships, they finally received a huge reward and cherished each other even more.
However, this beautiful scene did not last long.
Just as they were immersed in joy, a tiny crack suddenly appeared in the sky, like the beginning of a broken mirror, almost imperceptible.
But this subtle change did not escape Teng Junze's keen perception.
He noticed something was wrong almost immediately, his body tensed up instinctively, and his arms around Fan Mengmeng tightened subconsciously.
The cracks expanded and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the entire sky like a spider web.
A cold and strange breath seeped out from the crack, bringing with it a suffocating sense of oppression, instantly breaking the peaceful atmosphere.
Teng Junze's face suddenly darkened, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and stared at the growing crack, with an ominous premonition in his heart.
Fan Mengmeng also felt something strange. She raised her head from Teng Junze's arms, followed his gaze, and saw the hideous crack. Her heart couldn't help but tremble.
"What is that..." Before she could finish her words, she felt Teng Junze's body tense up again.
"Be careful..." Teng Junze's voice was low and solemn. He protected Fan Mengmeng behind him, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, staring at the crack, his whole body on guard, ready to strike.
The crack continued to expand, and an even more powerful aura surged out of it, carrying with it a destructive force, as if it was going to devour everything.
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, like the calm before the storm.
Teng Junze clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes cold. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis and had only one thought in his mind: to protect Fan Mengmeng.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Mengmeng, hold on to me."